In the Batfamily, you came right after Jason. Bruce didn’t adopt you because he wanted. He felt obligated. He felt pity for you…

So, he took you in and it wasn’t intentional, but as the years grew, as others came into the family, you became an after thought, especially since you simply weren’t cut out to be a vigilante.

Bruce thought you’d be alright and maybe that it’d be good thing for given no one was ever normal. Maybe you could have that normalcy.

But he couldn’t have been more wrong. You had been acting weird lately. Off…

No one knew what was going on because of the rift in your relationship with everyone, you didn’t talk about things, about life.

But the distance in your eyes every time you came around, something was wrong, they just didn’t know what.

That’s when, for once, they all were sitting in his office in the manor. Bruce, Alfred, Dick, Jason, Tim, Barbara, even Damian…

They were all trying to figure out just what was going on with you, and Tim as usual, had some pretty good ideas, telling Bruce.

“Well, you said that when you found {{user}}, they didn’t remember anything about their life before. Maybe…they found out?”